iBeat up Sam

"oooowww! Sam, cut it out!" Freddie screamed in a headlock.

Just then Carly walked by. "Sam! What are you doing?" She asked.

"Just make her stop!" Carly pulled Sam by her hair away from Freddie

"What did you do that for?" Sam asked. "Do I really have to answer that?"

"What is wrong with you?" Freddie teased.

"Your in my life" Sam muttered. With that, Sam left

" I am so sick of Sam beating me up all the time" Freddie grumbled

"And your just realizing this just now?" Carly said jokingly

Just then, the bell rang. "I gotta go, Later"

"I think I can help you out..." a voice stated

"Who said that?" Freddie said, looking in all directions. Just then a girl came out from behind the lockers. "I did!" he said. She had fair skin and blue eyes. Her hair was brunette, that went to her mid chest. She wore black skinny jeans, a red fitted tee that read 'All Access Hall Pass', and black high tops.

"Who are you and what are you talking about?" Freddie questioned

"You said that you were sick of that girl beating you up, I can help you"

"No offense, but I highly doubt you could ever beat up Sam"

"You crazy? I'm not gonna beat up Sam..."

"Good" Freddie said with a sigh of relief.

"You are!" She said, poking his chest.

"What! I can't fight Sam!" He screamed, waving his hands out in exasperation.

"Look, I've seen how much stronger you've gotten over the years, you can beat her and I'm gonna train you" She said with confidence, in herself and him.

"Train me?" He looked at her quizzically. "No!"

"Come on, aren't you sick of letting her push you around, beat you up, insult you 24/7? You like that?!"

"Well...no, but-" He was cut off

"But nothing! Either you like being a human punching bag or don't you?" She questioned.

Freddie let that sink in for a moment then his eyes opened wide in realization, "You're right! I can't keep letting her push me around all the time!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"One question though"

"Shoot."

"Why do you care if Sam pushes me around or not?" 'Shes being so nice to me, and why would she care about me anyway. Freddie, What are you thinking? You better not be thinking what you I think your thinking!' Freddie thought, battling is own hormones.

"-and I hate watching you do that to yourself" That was all Freddie heard.

"Okay, so when do we start?" Just then the bell rang. "Oh shoot, We talked right through class. "Woah, how did that happen?" She said with raised eyebrows. Sam and Carly were just about to go to there lockers when they noticed Freddie with a girl. "Who's that?" Carly asked gesturing to the girl.

"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out" Sam said half way to Freddie.

"Sam! No don't-" But it was no use, so Carly just ran up to Sam.

"Hey" "Sup Fredley", Sam and Carly asked. The girl glared at Sam.

"One sec."

"Well, I'll talk to you later then, Here" She said, handing him her number "I'm Nicole, by the way"

"So where were you in class?" Carly asked

"And more importantly, who was she?" Sam added

"Oh well she is...um no one" Freddie said. 'Maybe its best I don't tell anyone, Sam cannot find out'

"Well whoever it was, she hates me" Sam complained

"What makes you say that?" Carly asked

"She gave me a dirty look when she saw me"

"Yeah right" Freddie laughed

"Hey, I know when someone doesn't like me, and you know that!" She defended

"She's gotta point" Carly stated

"Whatever" Freddie said, not caring. He couldn't stop thinking about what was gonna happen the next.